tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70760672848830743952011-11-27T16:29:05.155-08:00marina montecristohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09357848759426427399noreply@blogger.comBlogger311100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7076067284883074395.post-23947297717388529062010-01-30T13:16:00.000-08:002010-01-30T14:06:14.082-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/S2Sidxy1ZiI/AAAAAAAAAHE/gVlm4ETOzFk/s1600-h/FILE0016.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/S2Sidxy1ZiI/AAAAAAAAAHE/gVlm4ETOzFk/s400/FILE0016.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432645682982118946" /></a> Ilumina el día.<div> marcha al atardecer</div><div> dando luz,</div><div> a ella la mas</div><div> bella.</div><div> El Sol marcho.</div><div> La Luna llego...</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7076067284883074395-2394729771738852906?l=marinamontecristo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>marina montecristohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09357848759426427399noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7076067284883074395.post-34424600401777923962010-01-10T05:26:00.000-08:002010-01-10T05:54:55.039-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/S0nWIh07i3I/AAAAAAAAAG8/pCbAcP1m_7I/s1600-h/FILE0002.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425102668152146802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/S0nWIh07i3I/AAAAAAAAAG8/pCbAcP1m_7I/s400/FILE0002.JPG" border="0" /></a> Llegasteis desde el fondo del mar, la marea os arrastro,<br /><div> </div><div> No queríais, no le importo,no sois nada en este lugar.</div><div> </div><div> Sois luz de camino en el fondo del mar.</div><div> </div><div> No pedís ayuda,solo estáis</div><div> </div><div> Queréis volver, solas no lo podáis hacer.</div><div> </div><div> Salisteis a jugar y la marea os la jugo.</div><div> </div><div> Os llevare al lugar donde nunca debisteis salir...</div><div> </div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7076067284883074395-3442460040177792396?l=marinamontecristo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>marina montecristohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09357848759426427399noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7076067284883074395.post-19391121896794812082009-11-22T04:30:00.000-08:002009-11-22T04:42:54.315-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/SwkwTKCw8uI/AAAAAAAAAG0/aOm68YWC1xc/s1600/FILE0085.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406905933306589922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/SwkwTKCw8uI/AAAAAAAAAG0/aOm68YWC1xc/s320/FILE0085.JPG" border="0" /></a> Llego<br /> Te busco<br /> Te miro<br /> Me quedo<br /> Viendo tu estar<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7076067284883074395-1939112189679481208?l=marinamontecristo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>marina montecristohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09357848759426427399noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7076067284883074395.post-45288153639612172722009-11-15T03:31:00.000-08:002009-11-15T03:41:49.144-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/Sv_nz7DOhVI/AAAAAAAAAGs/y7ryMEOjVXo/s1600-h/FILE0426.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404292957078455634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/Sv_nz7DOhVI/AAAAAAAAAGs/y7ryMEOjVXo/s320/FILE0426.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Después</span> de la silla, llega este trabajo mio <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">también</span><br /> como yo le llamo.pues lo hice yo.<br /> Colgador de ilusiones.<br /> Toda persona necesita <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">ilusión</span> en la vida,<br /> como las aves alas para sostenerse.<br /> Hasta otro <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">día</span> <a href="mailto:Amig@s">Amig@s</a>............<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7076067284883074395-4528815363961217272?l=marinamontecristo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>marina montecristohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09357848759426427399noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7076067284883074395.post-46930878479954277092009-09-06T12:03:00.000-07:002009-09-06T12:19:03.616-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/SqQHyBI2YuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a_HCB4U4RvM/s1600-h/FILE0424.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378432410867622626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/SqQHyBI2YuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a_HCB4U4RvM/s320/FILE0424.JPG" border="0" /></a> Este silla la hice yo con mis propias manos, <br /> nunca pensé que lograría hacerla, como otros <br /> trabajos que mostrare aquí,<br /> Tenia que hacer un curso y el único donde quedaba<br /> una plaza era en carpintería, y además la única mujer<br /> yo, rodeada de 14 chicos, miradas raras, risas, al final<br /> del curso, todo era una gran armonía.un curso de 8 meses.<br /> Silla apoyo para sostenerse y descansar<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7076067284883074395-4693087847995427709?l=marinamontecristo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>marina montecristohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09357848759426427399noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7076067284883074395.post-5155762926205555832009-08-21T06:25:00.000-07:002009-08-21T06:30:38.032-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/So6gqQz0b3I/AAAAAAAAAGc/jPCXu4ZYrlE/s1600-h/FILE0300.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372408053426843506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/So6gqQz0b3I/AAAAAAAAAGc/jPCXu4ZYrlE/s320/FILE0300.JPG" border="0" /></a> En la vereda estaban<br /> repletas de luz y alegría<br /> la cogieron.<br /> Juntas hasta el final,,,,,,,,,,,<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7076067284883074395-515576292620555583?l=marinamontecristo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>marina montecristohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09357848759426427399noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7076067284883074395.post-75192006850971249252009-08-14T02:43:00.000-07:002009-08-14T03:17:13.959-07:00<div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/SoU44bSKxnI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Tf0wnIOB4P8/s1600-h/FILE0249.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369760672756975218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/SoU44bSKxnI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Tf0wnIOB4P8/s320/FILE0249.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/SoU4Yyw1NFI/AAAAAAAAAGE/ApUqAnNpp3A/s1600-h/FILE0250.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369760129303786578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/SoU4Yyw1NFI/AAAAAAAAAGE/ApUqAnNpp3A/s320/FILE0250.JPG" border="0" /></a>Cuando no se tiene nada que decir entra el silencio. <div><div>Descansar los momentos en soledad.</div><div>Solo, aire, arena y mar.pura naturaleza del lugar.</div><div>Añoranzas y recuerdos, de la barca y navegar al</div><div>amanecer, regresar al atardecer,todo quedo atrás</div><div>queda con nostalgia mirar...........<br /></div><br /><div> </div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7076067284883074395-7519200685097124925?l=marinamontecristo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>marina montecristohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09357848759426427399noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7076067284883074395.post-40673282342224715442009-05-30T06:20:00.000-07:002009-05-30T06:32:11.911-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/SiEz6px1x4I/AAAAAAAAAFc/9ODmV38W7d8/s1600-h/FILE0262.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/SiEz6px1x4I/AAAAAAAAAFc/9ODmV38W7d8/s400/FILE0262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341607715778447234" border="0" /></a> Todo es tan simple y sencillo como eres tu,mi mar.<br /> Contigo nací<br /> Contigo crecí<br /> Contigo viví.<br /> Contigo me enamore<br /> Con el viento y la marea me entregue a ti.<br /> Mi mar.......<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7076067284883074395-4067328234222471544?l=marinamontecristo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>marina montecristohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09357848759426427399noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7076067284883074395.post-31079774944974674762009-05-19T13:44:00.000-07:002009-05-19T13:55:33.422-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/ShMa90xu8iI/AAAAAAAAAFU/M-qioL1NOwA/s1600-h/FILE0252.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/ShMa90xu8iI/AAAAAAAAAFU/M-qioL1NOwA/s400/FILE0252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337639632805753378" border="0" /></a> Juntos hasta el final<br /> en el mismo sitio<br /> en el mismo lugar<br /> volar hacia delante<br /> sin mirar atrás<br /> para traer el mensaje<br /> de la amistad<br /> paloma de la paz.................<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7076067284883074395-3107977494497467476?l=marinamontecristo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>marina montecristohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09357848759426427399noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7076067284883074395.post-51758875949210903982009-05-13T14:24:00.000-07:002009-05-13T14:47:18.705-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/Sgs9OtjxUGI/AAAAAAAAAFM/YKWqG0Y3vyA/s1600-h/FILE0258.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/Sgs9OtjxUGI/AAAAAAAAAFM/YKWqG0Y3vyA/s400/FILE0258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335425506507575394" border="0" /></a> Entre mar y tierra esta<br /> Bonita flor<br /> Bonito color<br /> En el mes de Mayo donde<br /> todo es resplandor<br /> Vuelve el color<br /> Vuelve la ilusión<br /> Aquí esta la flor llena de<br /> vida y de pasión..........<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7076067284883074395-5175887594921090398?l=marinamontecristo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>marina montecristohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09357848759426427399noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7076067284883074395.post-38817468047807214032009-04-15T14:14:00.000-07:002009-04-15T14:38:06.268-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/SeZOns7phCI/AAAAAAAAAFE/D8N2wwP4zPo/s1600-h/casino.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 394px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/SeZOns7phCI/AAAAAAAAAFE/D8N2wwP4zPo/s400/casino.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325030053395399714" border="0" /></a> Entre sueños y bambalina estas<br /> sentir de los sentires.<br /> En tu momento estuviste.<br /> hoy nos conformamos con tenerte<br /> aquí y ahora.<br /> No existe lugar ni momento<br /> donde la magia juegue con el<br /> recuerdo.<br /> Fuiste magia hoy es recuerdo........................<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7076067284883074395-3881746804780721403?l=marinamontecristo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>marina montecristohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09357848759426427399noreply@blogger.com29tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7076067284883074395.post-42903774345974793152009-04-09T13:59:00.000-07:002009-04-09T14:49:33.686-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/Sd5h36AqcHI/AAAAAAAAAE0/S1MgWqaqYuc/s1600-h/Premio+magico.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 149px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/Sd5h36AqcHI/AAAAAAAAAE0/S1MgWqaqYuc/s400/Premio+magico.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322799422691242098" border="0" /></a>Hola, me han concedido un premio, a quien tengo que agradecerle esta bonita magia es a Carlos.<br />un chico encantador, romántico , soñador gran persona , compañero en este mundo de magia e ilusión, donde la amistad va dando luz día a dia,(http://blackday-whitenight.blogspot.com)<br />Este premio tiene unas reglas:<br />Exhibir la imagen del sello.<br />Poner el enlace de la persona que te lo concedió.<br />Elegir a 10 personas, este punto es el mas difícil.<br /><br />Escribirle un mensaje a las personas que se decide darle el premio<br />1)http://misversos-rahulig.blogspot.com<br />2)http://dunsany8.blogspot.com<br />3)http://tantrayana.blogspot.com<br />4)http://ricardotribin.blogspot.com<br />5)http://lasonrisadehiperion.blogspot.com<br />6)http://poetiza-reflecciones.blogspot.com<br />7)http://vientomistral.blogspot.com<br />8)htpp://nochefantasmagorias.blogspot.com<br />9)http://lacaraocultadelalunaesrosa.blogspot.com<br />10)http://pomati.blogspot.com<br />Deciros que sois mas los premiados, solamente ha podido ser 10 es difícil para mi,<br /> lo he pensado ......<br />Os quiero<br /> compañer@s<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7076067284883074395-4290377434597479315?l=marinamontecristo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>marina montecristohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09357848759426427399noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7076067284883074395.post-45026628754641518912009-04-04T03:48:00.000-07:002009-04-04T04:24:44.164-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/Sdc7PHO7UGI/AAAAAAAAAEs/B_3HubmQB-Q/s1600-h/FILE0156.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/Sdc7PHO7UGI/AAAAAAAAAEs/B_3HubmQB-Q/s400/FILE0156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320786615587262562" border="0" /></a> Río mas que lloro,desde la calma de mis adentros,<br /> palabras por descubrir, sentimientos ocultos.<br /> Nunca se olvida lo que se tiene.<br /> Llegue y me quede.<br /> En la lejanía estas.......... te miro................<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7076067284883074395-4502662875464151891?l=marinamontecristo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>marina montecristohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09357848759426427399noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7076067284883074395.post-71303529491704773302009-03-21T02:16:00.000-07:002009-03-21T02:35:50.693-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/ScSyCO-Hf-I/AAAAAAAAAEc/6SeY1gFLWWU/s1600-h/FILE0152.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/ScSyCO-Hf-I/AAAAAAAAAEc/6SeY1gFLWWU/s400/FILE0152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315569211652145122" border="0" /></a> Eres mi refugio mi estancia, en momentos de soledad.<br /> Se que estas,vengo, me atraes como un imán.<br /> Me arropas , me consuela.<br /> Marcho tu quedas.<br /> Siempre estas en mi......................<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7076067284883074395-7130352949170477330?l=marinamontecristo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>marina montecristohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09357848759426427399noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7076067284883074395.post-41278007279817881802009-03-13T11:55:00.000-07:002009-03-13T12:07:56.354-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/SbqtXkC2wQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/AsMIWs0WPj4/s1600-h/FILE0154.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/SbqtXkC2wQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/AsMIWs0WPj4/s400/FILE0154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312749330761171202" border="0" /></a> Gritos de silencios<br /> arraigo de vida.<br /> Lo que fuiste,lo que eres<br /> y no estas...........<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7076067284883074395-4127800727981788180?l=marinamontecristo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>marina montecristohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09357848759426427399noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7076067284883074395.post-11962997305008631282009-03-01T00:13:00.001-08:002009-03-01T00:20:00.175-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/SapD5j2C6ZI/AAAAAAAAAEE/caL9hgNm4rI/s1600-h/FILE0160.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/SapD5j2C6ZI/AAAAAAAAAEE/caL9hgNm4rI/s400/FILE0160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308129766963079570" border="0" /></a> Es la ilusión que soñé,sentimientos ocultos para vivir.<br /> La vida me hace tener ilusión para seguir y sentir lo<br /> que me da.<br /> Tu, siempre, tu<br /> Ayer y hoy, tu................<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7076067284883074395-1196299730500863128?l=marinamontecristo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>marina montecristohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09357848759426427399noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7076067284883074395.post-39271476494563580252009-02-14T01:22:00.000-08:002009-02-14T01:41:32.318-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/SZaOTLqfYbI/AAAAAAAAADs/knJKN1OKDPg/s1600-h/FILE0159.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/SZaOTLqfYbI/AAAAAAAAADs/knJKN1OKDPg/s400/FILE0159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302582071475003826" border="0" /></a> Los ojos son una parte muy poética y reveladora.<br /> Los ojos dicen mucho, si se sabe mirar,<br /> siempre dicen la verdad.<br /> Lo que tus ojos ven siente tu alma.<br /> Bonito lugar.<br /> Marisma del Odiel<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7076067284883074395-3927147649456358025?l=marinamontecristo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>marina montecristohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09357848759426427399noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7076067284883074395.post-34370209098403772682009-02-07T01:24:00.000-08:002009-02-07T01:41:56.716-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/SY1UT3ZYJ_I/AAAAAAAAADk/k120xq_lGdA/s1600-h/FILE0158.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/SY1UT3ZYJ_I/AAAAAAAAADk/k120xq_lGdA/s400/FILE0158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299985036749580274" border="0" /></a> En el desván de mis recuerdos,estas tu.......<br /> Aparece y desaparece <br /> en un destello de luz...........<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7076067284883074395-3437020909840377268?l=marinamontecristo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>marina montecristohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09357848759426427399noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7076067284883074395.post-15603115179298688242009-02-01T07:05:00.000-08:002009-02-01T07:14:27.603-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/SYW6jrPr-fI/AAAAAAAAADU/tz_f7DlgtRU/s1600-h/FILE0157.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/SYW6jrPr-fI/AAAAAAAAADU/tz_f7DlgtRU/s400/FILE0157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297845658737965554" border="0" /></a> Palabras que evocan sentimientos.<br /> Sentimientos que evocan palabras.<br /> Podríamos volar con las palabras..................<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7076067284883074395-1560311517929868824?l=marinamontecristo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>marina montecristohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09357848759426427399noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7076067284883074395.post-75062384201619475522009-01-24T14:50:00.000-08:002009-01-24T15:00:15.320-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/SXucohWKGHI/AAAAAAAAAC0/TE5oaKHQDCs/s1600-h/FILE0150.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/SXucohWKGHI/AAAAAAAAAC0/TE5oaKHQDCs/s400/FILE0150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294998006864156786" border="0" /></a>Tu silencio lo dice todo<br />te hablo y no responde<br />Te siento y no estas...........<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7076067284883074395-7506238420161947552?l=marinamontecristo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>marina montecristohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09357848759426427399noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7076067284883074395.post-15251414423159374102009-01-18T15:09:00.000-08:002009-01-18T15:15:31.229-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/SXO3QTAJhHI/AAAAAAAAACs/l7UD0PJXcYU/s1600-h/FILE0103.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/SXO3QTAJhHI/AAAAAAAAACs/l7UD0PJXcYU/s400/FILE0103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292775477697152114" border="0" /></a>Espero que les guste, cosecha propia<br />luna y mar<br />vida y dueño<br />en algún lugar.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7076067284883074395-1525141442315937410?l=marinamontecristo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>marina montecristohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09357848759426427399noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7076067284883074395.post-71554608135377259712009-01-09T13:20:00.000-08:002009-01-09T13:41:14.924-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/SWfAVX-Fi0I/AAAAAAAAACk/1sFPUyJ7OEM/s1600-h/FILE0090.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/SWfAVX-Fi0I/AAAAAAAAACk/1sFPUyJ7OEM/s320/FILE0090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289407760814148418" border="0" /></a>En esta vida aveces se tiene que tomar decisiones,algunas acertadas otras equivocadas,<br />nuca coger el camino mas corto.<br />Si,no,si,no,si,no,si,no,si,no.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7076067284883074395-7155460813537725971?l=marinamontecristo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>marina montecristohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09357848759426427399noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7076067284883074395.post-81926117216081716462009-01-03T11:10:00.000-08:002009-01-03T11:24:33.449-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/SV-6fd311WI/AAAAAAAAACc/4NJ8lYzLtHA/s1600-h/FILE0507.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/SV-6fd311WI/AAAAAAAAACc/4NJ8lYzLtHA/s320/FILE0507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287149537313805666" border="0" /></a>La vida ancha y estrecha a la ves. siempre mirar hacia delante<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7076067284883074395-8192611721608171646?l=marinamontecristo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>marina montecristohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09357848759426427399noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7076067284883074395.post-8840358186823733082008-12-21T11:25:00.000-08:002008-12-21T11:42:12.936-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/SU6bdus3mTI/AAAAAAAAACE/iRIIR42w2GQ/s1600-h/IMG_0038.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/SU6bdus3mTI/AAAAAAAAACE/iRIIR42w2GQ/s320/IMG_0038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282330348006906162" border="0" /></a>La vida es mas hermosa cuando se siente con color.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7076067284883074395-884035818682373308?l=marinamontecristo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>marina montecristohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09357848759426427399noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7076067284883074395.post-77155000630890690112008-12-21T10:36:00.000-08:002008-12-21T11:02:43.401-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/SU6PyTrQ7II/AAAAAAAAAB0/lQgqsljJ60I/s1600-h/FILE0051.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/SU6PyTrQ7II/AAAAAAAAAB0/lQgqsljJ60I/s320/FILE0051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282317507390139522" border="0" /></a>La amistad no se gana en momentos ni segundos .<br />La amistad se hace en un caminar,nunca mirar atrás.<br />Un camino, la amistad......<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7076067284883074395-7715500063089069011?l=marinamontecristo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>marina montecristohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09357848759426427399noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7076067284883074395.post-5028832833351292552008-12-19T12:51:00.000-08:002008-12-19T13:34:19.796-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/SUwJ_qnrb_I/AAAAAAAAABs/9kELRE1SHd4/s1600-h/FILE0042.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/SUwJ_qnrb_I/AAAAAAAAABs/9kELRE1SHd4/s320/FILE0042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281607452375871474" border="0" /></a>Disfrutar de las cosas sencillas.La vida es generosa, regala naturaleza.......Siempre sera lo que los ojos quieran ver...........Tierra. Mar y Cielo ,comunicación de ensueño para disfrutar...........<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7076067284883074395-502883283335129255?l=marinamontecristo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>marina montecristohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09357848759426427399noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7076067284883074395.post-31259143724614090082008-12-09T14:00:00.000-08:002008-12-09T14:19:19.019-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/ST7rn9qFtSI/AAAAAAAAABk/ss1pjzQUy_M/s1600-h/FILE0057.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/ST7rn9qFtSI/AAAAAAAAABk/ss1pjzQUy_M/s320/FILE0057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277914885123323170" border="0" /></a>Me gusta el atardecer sentirme arropada por mi sol en su marcha, dejándome a mis pies a ti mi luna,disfrutar de ese entorno y de las cosas sencilla que el nos regala y que a todos nos gusta tener, disfruta del silencio aveces dice mas q las palabras,<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7076067284883074395-3125914372461409008?l=marinamontecristo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>marina montecristohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09357848759426427399noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7076067284883074395.post-54361676312040353292008-11-08T17:39:00.000-08:002008-11-08T17:45:00.557-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/SRY_ySxAdWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Zi8iwaNBSYM/s1600-h/FILE0047.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4tlSOsLEP-k/SRY_ySxAdWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Zi8iwaNBSYM/s320/FILE0047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266466947519772002" border="0" /></a> Flores me regalaste y con amor las <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">conservo</span> yo<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7076067284883074395-5436167631204035329?l=marinamontecristo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>marina montecristohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09357848759426427399noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7076067284883074395.post-67577361099371522032008-11-08T17:33:00.001-08:002008-11-08T17:33:50.489-08:00<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7076067284883074395-6757736109937152203?l=marinamontecristo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>marina montecristohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09357848759426427399noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7076067284883074395.post-23001598434280335552008-11-08T10:01:00.000-08:002008-11-08T11:01:10.638-08:00<div style="text-align: left;">Como voy a olvidar lo que fuimos,lo que somos, sin saber, lo que seremos.<br />Nuestro primer encuentro<br />Tu primera mirada.Mi mirada.<br />Tu primera sonrisa,Mi sonrisa.<br />Tu primera palabra,Mi palabra.<br />Tu primer beso, Mi beso.<br />Y todo lo que TU y YO, queramos ser.<br />Como, voy a devolverte lo que esta impregnado en mi.<br />TU AMOR<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7076067284883074395-2300159843428033555?l=marinamontecristo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>marina montecristohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09357848759426427399noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7076067284883074395.post-53746608909405631642008-11-08T09:43:00.000-08:002008-11-08T09:45:07.912-08:00TU y YO<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7076067284883074395-5374660890940563164?l=marinamontecristo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>marina montecristohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09357848759426427399noreply@blogger.com0